Sometimes it gets very hot in summer in Berlin. Sitting under a bush in one of the lovely parks. Berlin is a city that makes one think and feel.

In the Berlin Natural History Museum there are all sorts of things wandering about.

This is one of my favorite drawings...in the Tinguely museum in Basel (what a place!) there was a concert in 2016 to celebrate the avant-garde quality of Tinguely's work, and included in the concert was an improvisation for flute and musical machine (one of the great man's works). Amazing.

The Royal West of England has an annual open exhibition which is always good quality and interesting. I would say that, wouldn't I? That's because my work is represented even if minimially. The place is friendly and has a nice atmosphere. As I was drawing this, a member of staff came up to me and asked if they could have a copy for possible use.

Every Wednesday, a group of very talented women musicians meet to play the music of 18C England. This is dance music with a particular flavour characterised by the rhythmic complexity of the 3/2 hornpipe. It's a very good atmosphere.

The quartet called Methera are composers and arrangers of a music which, although derived from folk and traditional music, is entirely of their own style. This music can and does elevate an audience to entranced fascination.

Another wonderful Gloucestershire based folk/traditional group named Leveret meet up to practice for a forthcoming recording session. Very kindly, they invited friends to attend the rehearsal/ concert which they said would help them to have the atmosphere of a performance.

Sitting in a dusty corner of the industrial estate on the outskirts of Hughtown on St Mary's, Isles of Scilly. These boats are fading dreams, overgrown with brambles and nettles.

Ferny gardens of Tresco, like a primaeval forest with cycads and saurians.

The beautiful curve of Pentle Bay

Woolpack battery protects the entrance to the harbour in St Mary's. I wonder if it was ever used in anger.

This is one of the most lovely trees I have ever seen, at Sharpham Reach on the River Dart. We campted the night here after sailing up the river.

The wreckage of fallen trees carries the memory of the loveliness which they must once have had. Tempus mutantur.

The bi-annual arms fair held in London Dockland is the biggest in Europe. Billions of pounds worth of military hardware is up for sale, and the Campaign Against the Arms Trade, to which I belong, is stridently but very politely letting it's opposition to this obscenity be expressed.

At the UN COP 23, a discussion on the rights that indigenous peoples in forest protection begins with a legal presentation. See next image of same discussion an hour later.

A passionate breaking forth of a demand for the right to be heard.

The next day I was due to travel from Bonn to Aachen via Cologne to meet a friend. It was Karnival and there were thousands of people in fancy dress. It was astonishing but the thought of travelling in such huge crowds was too much for me and I abandoned the journey. This is the platform at Bonn Hauptbahnhof.

In the Ethnographic museum in Basel there is the gable end of a longhouse from Papua New Guinea. It is enormous and very beautiful. It was collected and brought to the city museum by a Basel anthropologist.